It was in the 50's and I lived on Little Street in Glens Falls. I used to disappear during the day and my then baby-sitter named Patricia came looking for me. She found me at my next door neighbors house. My neighbors name was Doug and he played the guitar and treated this then young boy very well. I guess Mother Nature took over at that point in time. They began dating and shortly there after, they were married. I remember them living in South Glens Falls,back when the old softco building was the Coca-Cola Bottling Plant. They took me to Cooper's Cave and it was an adventure that lasted a life time. Pat and Children I am so sorry for your loss. And Doug (Mr. Guitar Man ) thanks for being the gentle, brilliant man that you will always be remembered by me as. Cousin Bobby AKA Rev.Robert R. Wendell Jr.